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The Shepherds arrived at seven o’clock on the dot. Denise had barely had chance to clean the house and put the dinner on while I set up the bedrooms. I greeted Sam and passed him on for Denise to do the usual cheek kissing and then focussed my attention on his women.
Mrs Shepherd was prettier and less heavy than her photograph suggested. A buxom blonde of about five foot two, she carried all of her fat in her bosom with just a little padding on her arse. I guessed she was probably a DD cup size and they looked nothing if not firm. She had smooth skin and clear eyes and appeared around her early thirties but I knew she must be ten years older. I took my time in greeting her and found her perfume gave me an instant hard on. She introduced herself as Sally.
As I embraced the mum, I looke
